so he leans into the hug, and wraps one arm around her in turn. that much is muscle memory, even though it takes him some time to slowly relax into the hug itself. ]
... thanks. [ a beat ] Adolphe knew my family secret when we were alive.
He'd call me ridiculous for planting them everywhere... but he still protected both my vow and me.
[ she will accept muscle memory, and she is relieved to hear him to talk about adolphe and the flowers. when he relaxes into the hug, she keeps her hold steady. ]
Yeah? That sounds just like him, trying to come off a little rough and aloof but unable to hide how he cares anyway.
He must have done so much for you.
[ for whatever significance his family secret and vow hold. ]
[ he is quiet, thinking about it. and when he speaks again, his words are soft. he tenses, not out of discomfort, but almost as if bracing against pain. against tears. ]
... he loved me. Not in the way that I've been looking for, but he didn't need to. I still knew.
[ she nods, as she listens. she's here to be a presence more than anything. she doesn't want to leave yves alone when he told her he wanted love more than anything else. ]
[ it's brief. it's just a small trickle of his ache. but tears do fall from his eyes when elysia confirms it—the obvious fact that adolphe did love yves. yves, who thought that no one ever could. even if it wasn't the right kind of love. ]
... I'm sorry, too.
[ just a sad, pathetic little whisper for lack of anything else to say ]
[ one of her hands comes up to gently stroke his head. she will affirm that someone loves him without any hesitation, even if it's not the kind of love he seeks most.
love is love is love, and it matters. ]
We're both sorry tonight, and we might still be sorry tomorrow, and that's fine. I'll be here until you no longer want me to be.
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so he leans into the hug, and wraps one arm around her in turn. that much is muscle memory, even though it takes him some time to slowly relax into the hug itself. ]
... thanks. [ a beat ] Adolphe knew my family secret when we were alive.
He'd call me ridiculous for planting them everywhere... but he still protected both my vow and me.
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Yeah? That sounds just like him, trying to come off a little rough and aloof but unable to hide how he cares anyway.
He must have done so much for you.
[ for whatever significance his family secret and vow hold. ]
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... he loved me. Not in the way that I've been looking for, but he didn't need to. I still knew.
[ and what more can you do for yves than that? ]
And he's... gone. Again.
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He loved you. I could see it, clear as day.
[ all she can is show her sincerity. ]
I'm sorry, Yves.
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... I'm sorry, too.
[ just a sad, pathetic little whisper for lack of anything else to say ]
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love is love is love, and it matters. ]
We're both sorry tonight, and we might still be sorry tomorrow, and that's fine. I'll be here until you no longer want me to be.
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yves eases a bit, no longer as tense as he was when the hug started. a little bit less like he's trying to hold himself together. ]
... please don't let me keep you.
[ he's going to be in shambles for a while, and would feel bad making anyone stay with him ]
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[ she says that firmly. ]
I will stay.
[ she will not feel bad for making him feel bad about this. ]